I like the phone calls from someone with a middle eastern accent so thick you could cut it with a knife, claiming to be from "windows", saying my computer has reported to them that it's infested with a virus or spyware, or something else evil, and they want to help me fix the problem. They've called me by name at the first of the call, so you know they have to be legit, right?

I tell them that I know they're trying to scam me, since Windows and Internet Explorer report problems anonymously, and that I know they want me to allow them access to my computer. Then I tell them that I don't even use Windows, that I'm on a Linux system, and if they want me to open my computer to them, that's fine.......Most of these scammers know that Linux can take over any Windows-based computer system, server and all, if given access, and nuke it back to the stone tablet stage. I don't have to explain that part to them, because they've usually hung up quickly after the word Linux.

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Hey, everyone, I've been awol for a while - I got a fall/winter job at a Missouri state park, and it's going well, but my internet time is limited to when I can get to the library or the few times I go home! (It's a little over an hour away from home.) Always glad to see this is still here. Now I gotta go see if the new AMCF is still there!

Strange, I logged in today and everything except my posts, was in German. Easily corrected with the Lang. selector at the bottom left of the page. Perhaps I clicked on something in my grogginess logging off last night.

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I have been getting calls on my cell phone from Germany. Whoever it is usually doesn't let it ring long enough for me to answer. But one itme I did get to answer it and they were speaking German, not English. I have no idea who it might be. I've had to block the number, and now my call log shows they tried twice already this morning, around 7AM my time. It goes straight to voicemail, which I don't have set up.

Anyone in Europe want to call them and find out what's going on for me?

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There is an app out there that will show any number you want it to display on phones caller Id, you think it is a local number calling you when it is really could be from just about anywhere. Not what you are experiencing, but, just reminded me of it.

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Kibby thought we needed 2 puppies. One we were only going to have a few days, while her boyfriend could talk his mother into letting him have it. The were suppose to be small dogs.
At less than 6 months they are almost as tall as the lab. His puppy is a talker, you tell him to do something and he will bark at you. Boyfriend lives in small Apartment.
Dean would not do well there. Dean is sweet, but not very smart.
Kibby's pup, Sam is a little smarter and more out going. All our door are easy to open, no nobs that need to turn. Sam has figured out how to open the doors. Hubby woke up with Sam on hubby's back and Sam's tongue in his ear.

Funny how "The best laid plans of mice and men oft go astray." We had the weekend all planned out. We were supposed to go to Quincy, Illinois from here in southern Missouri to spend the Thanksgiving weekend with our oldest son and his wife. Leave here Wednesday, take our time, be there Thursday, Friday, and Saturday (today), then Sunday go to Springfield, Illinois where she would go into the hospital and they would induce labor Monday and we would have our newest granddaughter.

So about the time we are finishing up on getting things loaded in the car, food laid out for the dog and cat, and getting dressed for travel, we get a call from our son.

At this point, things get a little confusing. We thought he was telling us wifey had gone into labor and the doctor wanted him to take her to Springfield anyway (this is about a 2 hour drive) and so they were on their way. Well, onset of emergency mode; finish loading car and dressing, in the car and on our way to Springfield, which for us is no less than 4 hours.

Phone updates during our journey assure us everything is fine and we don't have to hurry (yeah, right, like THAT'S going to happen) and we get there only to find out that the hospital had been the one to call him and had moved everything up to Thursday from Sunday/Monday. She WASN'T in active labor, that we could breathe again, and that my wife hadn't needed to lose her voice after all (stress does that to her).

So we spend the night in a hotel, and Thursday they start all proceedures and we welcome Shalynne Allee into the world at 11:36 PM Thanksgiving night.

From then on until we got home last night is a sort of blur of exhaustion, lack of sleep and hiway.

Pictures of Grandpa's Little Thanksgiving Turkey to follow.

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While it's usually the case that a baby coming into the world will do it on its own terms, this time it was the hospital that decided to throw a wrench in the works by moving the schedule up by about 3-1/2 days. Becca wasn't supposed to be taken to Springfield until today, but it was the hospital's idea to move things up to Wednesday, so they could do things on Thursday, right on the holiday, for some obscure reason.

I found out that in my state of mind Friday, I changed a camera setting while taking pictures of the baby, and I have to get things straightened out because Photoshop will not open the format that over half of my photos are in right now. So I have to dig through my sh..tuff and find the camera software discs that will convert the format.

The fun never ends.

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